My husband is the captain of an ocean-going cargo ship and spends ten months of the year at sea. I have always trusted him very much, but I just have a little habit that no one noticed in private. Every time he docked for resupply, I would ask the first mate's wife to have a drink with him. The first mate was taciturn, but his wife was a talkative and a heavy drinker. We chatted about family affairs and things on the boat, and on the third drink, she suddenly came over and said: "Your husband is too romantic. Last month the ship stopped in Marseille, and he specially asked a local craftsman to make a complete set of wave diamond jewelry. The necklace, bracelet, and earrings were all complete, and he asked the supply ship to bring them back. It's really enviable." I whispered: "Really? Why didn't I receive it?" I didn't ask any more questions, and she changed the topic sensibly. When I got home that night, I opened the voyage ledger. On the delivery list from Marseille Port, the delivery address in the jewelry column was not my home. The sea is stormy and it's time for me to get off the boat.
